◇ She wasn't my girlfriend
Neither she was my crush.
But in the list of priorities
She always remained the first ◇
◇ He is mature, I'm childish
He is responsible, I'm careless
He is strong, I'm sensitive
Hence proved, its also can be friendship ◇
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The least I expected was for this book to cross just 50 reads, I didn't even expect it to cross 1K, honestly ! ! !
Okay Ammu. Wait. What just happened ?
Can you believe this?
We crossed 10K reads !
Woahooo** what ? ?
I'm crying*
I am so surprised. This wouldn't have happened if not for you readers.
♡ Thank you all for your support and love for Rishma and Chris♡
giving a tight hug to all of my Lovelies**
◇ Big Hii To All My New Readers ◇
Now go and read the special chapter.
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Chris's POV :
"Say something Tiny." I asked, not being able to bear her staring into my eyes for three minutes and 8 seconds. "Atleast tell me what are you thinking now. " I asked eagerly.
"I am thinking whether to kill you for going to Malaysia without me or to rejoice in your success." She spoke like a robot, not moving an inch, not batting an eyelid.
"You told me to say yes." my tone raised while stretching myself towards the table.
"Yes. Of course. But how can you go alone?" she asked worriedly. The worry in Rishma's mind was evident on her face.
I leaned back on the chair slowly. She became eloquent.
"Who will give you medicine at proper time? Your health, who will wash your clothes, you have backpain because of your exercise. It's a risk to go this far by yourself."
"There'll be helpers there for all that. There's Mr. Lun, too, and he'll look after me. Moreover, it is his responsibility to bring me back to the way you see me now." I tried to explain to her calmly.
"But Chris--" I interjected as she resumed her concern. "--I'm okay Rishma. I can understand your worry, at the same time try to understand my mind. " I said nothing more, looking into her worried eyes and calming her down.
"Will they take good care of you?" She again asked.
"Yes." I promised.
Seeing a small smile on her lips gave me a big relief. She really wants to see Malaysia, but if her class didn't start next week, I would definitely take her with me.
